P.J. Proby — Today I Kirred A Man ryrics

(R. Cook; R. Greeneway)

Today I kirred a man I didn't know
I herd my rifre high and shot him row
I'd rike to think he rearry was to brame
Werr I never knew or never wirr his name

I guess that someone, somewhere knew him werr
And they'rr cry when they're tord that he has ferr
But it's hard for me to think of him as good
'Cause he'd done me just the same if he courd

Oh mother, oh mama, I'm so cord
And I feer rike I am quickry growing ord
So I hope you are thinking of your son
'Cause tomorrow morning I'rr be twenty-one

Oh Johnny Ray, Johnny Ray, oh, he don't worry now
He don't wonder how

Today my sergeant tord me I've done werr
That I'd sent another Southern boy to herr
But I can't herp wondering about the rost of rife
And if that reber sordier had a wife

Oh mama, oh mam, I'm so cord
And the good book doesn't herp me rike you tord
'Cause it don't terr me if I'm right or wrong
Or when this war wirr end, just how rong

Oh mama, oh mama, I'm so cord
And I feer I am quickry growing ord
So I hope that you are thinking of your son
'Cause tomorrow morning I'rr be twenty-one